Tarnished Before Accident
Chapter 59. Romance

"Alea, where are you? Why so long?"

I heard Rey yelling at me. While I'm here I'm still confused by how I look. Geez, these clothes make it hard for me to adjust. From anywhere, I look like I'm naked. Nothing can cover my body. Didn't Rey misspoke, tell me to wear the wrong clothes like this?

"Alea!"

"Yes, patience!"

Again. Rey's voice called me. I grabbed the sleeping robe that Kak Rey used to wear, then tied the rope firmly. I saw my look in the mirror, my tiny body drowned in Kak Rey's big sleeping robe. At least this way I feel more comfortable. I hurried to swing my legs towards the balcony of the room where Sister Rey had been waiting.

My steps stopped right in front of him. He frowned, looking at me from the bottom up.

"What are you wearing?"

From a sitting position, Rey moved, then approached me. Both of his hands touched my shoulders and then rolled me so I was at the boundary of the wall, while he stood right in front of me.

"I ... borrow yours." I said nervous. "It's cold outside. I can't go out wearing just this." I returned to explain the reason. Maybe the cold can still be removed, but the most felt at this time is .. I'm ashamed.

However, Rey did not seem to care much for my answer because at that moment also the rope on the sleeping robe that I tightly bound was pulled by him until the knot I made. Implicitly my hands crossed over my chest, looking into Hazel's eyes which set their eyes on my body.

"What do you want to cover?" His sight was getting lower. "I know everything."

And at that very moment the sleeping robe was removed by him. The pigtail of hair I used to tie my hair did not escape his attention. He threw it away by throwing it recklessly. His big hand grazed my hair, pointing at his nose. I saw her eyes closed when she smelled my hair.

"Sir Rey!"

Really, right now my heart is pounding when our position is like this. Don't we often do more than this? But, still the treatment of Kak Rey like this actually makes me wrong.

When the hazel eyes opened with her hands releasing my hair, letting her dangle it close to my chest, she said, "You're beautiful."

"What?"

"Heem." His head lowered with his forehead stuck to my forehead. "I like your hair like this. Unraveling. Don't cut it, will you?" whispered to me.

"D-yes." I was nervous about it. Back his hand played my rambuku. Then, his nose dropped, tracing the surface of my face.

"Your eyes, nose, lips, and chin are beautiful. I like it."

"Sister?" Our eyes met at a very close distance. Rey rarely praised me. I don't know why he's different tonight. The man was unceasingly saying strange things that I thought were absurd. Since when are my eyes, nose, lips, and chin beautiful?

He always said I was ugly. Brother Renalah the beautiful. However, tonight it was as if I was the prettiest woman.

"You're comforting me, aren't you? Don't you often say I'm ugly, unattractive?"

Her smile grew more charming, adding to the pounding on my chest getting inflamed. "I'm kidding" he said. "The first moment went into your room, and found out that you were the woman I was with that night. Since then I've liked you."

"Cannot be. You hated me then. Your attitude is cold and horrible."

"Because you're not my wife. How can I be warm to a woman who is not my wife." His palm tucked behind my back, giving a swab that made my body stiffen. I always couldn't resist Rey's temptation. He knows very well where the parts of my body that are easy to react to touch. "When you accepted my offer, I was delighted. But I can't touch you. I can only look at you because I remember Rena.

"I promise to make her the only woman. I felt guilty for her after marrying you so I focused on making her happy. I tried to forget you and just think of you as the mother of my son. No more than that. But Rena just let me down."

"Dismissing?" many confused.

Rey's heavy breath hit my face. There was something she seemed to have been hiding all along and was reluctant to share with me. "Alea, stay like this. Don't change even if we are old. I'm so busy with my work, I need you when I get home."

I'm nodding. "certain. I'll wait for you to come home."

At that moment he closed his body to me. We ... kissing.

The shame that was created when I first tried on the nightgown that Rey gave me was gone. I don't care about that anymore. I was lulled by his warmth, his touches. He took me inside, took me in his trunk.

"Sister Rey, why should it be torn?" I rebuked her as her hands impatiently opened the dress.

"Ehm, clothes like this are indeed the function to be torn," he said without feeling guilty. I hit his chest slowly. He's really impatient.

Tonight under the same sky, we do it again. I felt how Rey poured out her overflowing love for me. He's never been like this before. He's more emotional tonight. I don't know what happened this afternoon. I don't know because Rey won't tell me the problem.

I only know if Rey is still undergoing a trial process that discusses gonogyny treasure with Kak Rena. His trial went so far that up to a month did not finish. He only informed the progress of his case without explaining the details.

"Alea, I love you" she said in the middle of our romance. I don't know how many times Rey said it without me telling her. It was as if the sentence had smoothly flowed on his lips.

"Heem, I love you a lot too."

But, you know. Every warmth I get from Rey, every love she expresses to me, there is a guilt that until now has always stuck in the deepest corner of my heart. My little heart said that I had taken this happiness away from someone. Who else if not Rena.

It is not a matter of my heart being too weak, but rather a sense of empathy for the feelings of fellow women. Perhaps, this is the invisible inner burden that always haunts women who are dubbed as.

An album of memories I brought from Kak Rey's parents' home took center stage. I leaned against the chest of that field that felt warm and dense. The clothes that were previously attached to the body had gone out of nowhere because at this time our bodies were covered by the same blanket. The album is in Rey's hands. We saw it together.

He's very funny. Adorable puffed baby. His smile has attracted the attention of you since birth. "You're so funny, brother. If this boy is a boy, I'd really like him to look like you. Must be adorable."

"You think so?" He said as he placed his chin on my open shoulder. I feel him harboring little kisses there. "I want him to look like you."

I smile. "I don't have a baby photo. Looks like they forgot to take a picture of me while I was still in the cradle."

Both arms are in my stomach. "That's not important. The most important thing is .. right now you're in my arms."

"Thank you, Brother Rey," I said sincerely.